"Hahaha..."

Eighteen old men Lang Lang smiled.

Then, he sat on the stone altar and no longer blocked Ye Fan's way.

In addition to those who have the sect leader’s handwriting, Trumen’s Treasure Pavilion can also enter, those who can defeat the eighteen masters of the pavilion.

Because I can't stop it.

"Yeah, sure." Ye Fan hugged them again, then strode into Truman's Treasure Pavilion.

"Lord Dragon, wait for us."

Gaia, Irving and the others wanted to enter as well.

However, they were stopped by the old people.

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't you let me in?" Gaia and the others stared.

"Just let this little guy enter alone. If you want to enter, you can either take the lord's handwriting or defeat us." The old man guarding the cabinet said in a deep voice.

Gaia and the others shrank their necks at that time.

They did not have Ye Fan's ability. Even at their peak, they did not have the confidence to fight these eighteen old monsters, not to mention that they are still injured now.

"You guys wait for me outside."

"I'll go inside and pick some healing medicinal materials for you and bring them back to you."

Ye Fan said with a smile.

"Oh well."

Gaia and the others had no other choice but to sit outside and wait for Ye Fan to come back.

In this way, under the gaze of everyone, Ye Fan and his other people walked into the thousand-year-old pavilion in front of him.

The first time in the Treasure Pavilion was filled with precious rare treasures such as calligraphy and paintings, antiques, etc.

What a few big beast heads lost in the summer of the Summer Palace, and they are all collected here.

Take out any one of them is enough to shock the world's collection circle.
Chapter completed!